The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

In the basement of the Agwinas family, Caroline offers prayers to Esterlia, who will go to eternal sleep.

Caroline understands that praying to Esterlia will not give her any protection or effect.

Esteria's expression, sleeping in a glass coffin, is calm, and although she only seems to be asleep, she is returning to the earth's veins at once. Caroline, who is alive and here, has more power to work and make wishes in this world, having a flesh that moves freely and can give instructions with authority according to her identity.

So this act of praying to Esterlia must be a ritual of renewed determination.

Ever since Robert became a 'sanatorium' and Caroline decided to succeed the Agwinas, she has been stringing the records of the Alchemists that the Agwinas have conveyed. The devotion of the alchemists spelled out there is not understandable to her, who has lived a full life of clothing even in the harsh environment of a labyrinth city.

What pokes and moves Caroline was like a handful that was born and bred as she grew up as a daughter of the Agwinas family.

Caroline is only informed about the extent of the residents of the labyrinth city. However, if we learned about the history of the Agwinas family from the past to the present and heard that the commercialization of potions would begin, we could understand the situation ourselves.

The Agwinas are potion's ark that protects alchemists and delivers them to the new world. The Ark, filled with the dead, the curse and the empty coffin, had boarded the reef before reaching its destination, but thanks to it the curse was released and the original passenger could be put on board.

In this cellar, my brother Robert cried out for "The Awakened Alchemist".

I guess my brother was right. "The Awakened Alchemist" is trying to help the Labyrinth Crusaders, create potions, and lead the Labyrinth City into a new world. Caroline thought it was Mariella who unleashed her uncle Lewis from the curse and saved her father Royce.

Robert started talking to the alchemists in Imperial City who were making him make new drugs, and he figured it out. Alchemists in Teito use many magic props to create potions. I don't know how many places Mariella mentored, and although the magic props in the labyrinth city are all medicinal and different from the magic props used by alchemists, it can't be that alchemists in this day and age don't know all the magic props Caroline has.

If Mariella is an 'awake alchemist'. Caroline prays to Esterlia.

(Please, let me protect the awakened alchemist)

She is a friend of Caroline's and has contributed to the Labyrinth City by making medicines together and interacting with the city's pharmacists.

Born as an aristocratic maid, Caroline has very little free time in Ichii. It must have been because of her that the time was so rich and enjoyable.

Now that his brother Robert has left, Caroline has no other path than to live as a member of the Agwinas family, but Caroline thinks that if she were to proceed with her friends, she would never be more desirable.

(Nevertheless, if you were my brother, you would be surprisingly diverse. At that time, there was Mariella in this basement)

Ha-ha-ha. Laughing Caroline. When Robert once doubted Mariella and came to Caroline to explore her, she couldn't remember showing her brilliantly with a stylish glowing tea.

"Cal, you're here."

"Father."

My father Royce stood behind Caroline, who finished praying. Royce, who slept well, recovered well and could walk alone, although he needed a cane.

"Cal, I don't know if you should spend some time at the mansion. People from outside the city said they made a scene yesterday as well. Even though Master Weishardt will put his guard on, if we leave, the danger will only increase."

The potion comes from the Agwinas family. That's what's rumored in labyrinth cities. I was wondering if "some way" was used to create an alchemist. It is believed that the fact that the former lord Royce gave way to the young Robert, and that he had purchased many slaves, was also known to the early informants and had something to do with 'some way'.

"Who's the Alchemist in the Agwinas Family"

"We supply potions throughout the Labyrinth City. I'm not alone. '

'I hear you consumed a lot of slaves. It could be a dangerous evil law. "

The eyes of the various speculations that fly are directed at Caroline, who was to succeed her in the trail.

"Is she an alchemist? Even if it's different, you can't know anything '.

"No, Father. I'm going out. Alchemists are free to move while I get my attention."

Caroline said she was going to get herself killed. Unbending stubbornness has something to do with my brother Robert. My father Royce didn't want to wish her well.

Smelting Space, Rotation

In a makeshift workshop set in the basement of the Labyrinth Crusade Army Base, Mariella was spinning a disc-shaped smelting space at super high speeds.

According to the master, four soldiers, ranging from cute to intelligent eyeglasses, were thrown on Fukafu's bench and are still at the banquet today. The basement, which was a killer landscape, has a very comfortable space, thanks to furniture and fur rugs brought in daily. Only at the banquet corner, of course.

Mariella's surroundings remain as killer scenery as ever, and the soldiers carrying bags of herbs or packing potions in barrels seem to be the punitive soldiers serving in labor. This difference in treatment even though it's the same room. Heaven and hell.

Mariella, who can't stop her master from drinking as much as she can work, has finally gotten greasy? I don't know what the purpose is, but one person is spinning the smelting space with some bumps.

"Temperature Control", then "Water" from above "

Drain water into the center of a fast spinning disc. The dropped water slips over the disc and flies out to the outer circumference with a small dispersion by centrifugal forces. The finely blown liquid grains freeze to become fine ice grains because they are lowering ambient temperatures.

"Hmm, I can make a lot at once because it's easy to control, but the droplets are a little big......"

To do all the advanced potions with your alchemy skills, the extraction of Lunamagia is really a necklace. The rate of solidification dissolved in frozen water is very slow, so it's important to know how to make fine droplets.

I came up with this method after watching the droplets splash from the umbrella of the Grand Dollar spinning around, and tried it quickly.

"I still can't make this, but I think it's something different."

Even this way, I think I can make advanced potions. Although it would have a slightly thinner finish, the condition of 'making advanced potions with just skills' would be achievable.

But I don't understand anything important. Somehow I feel that way.

"Hmm, I figured I'd think about it a little more in the direction of using the nozzle."

With that in mind, Mariella took out the nozzle she was accustomed to using and today created one advanced potion at a time to the limit of her magic, entering the nap time of running out of magic.

"That's all for today."

The Master, who had sometime come by, stops Humphunya Pathan and Mariella, who let her cut off her magic and fall.

"Tired, Mariela. If you notice that, you're almost there."

The master's ambition does not sound like an unwitting and unconscious Mariella. The master gently lifts Mariella up and lays Mariella in a fuzzy bench.

All the soldiers who were in the banquet corner were standing up and aligned near the door, and two of the soldiers who were providing Mariella's support stood down near the bench.

As the master superimposed Mariella's hand over her stomach so that her right hand would come on top, she gently touched the rainbow ring that was put on Mariella's middle finger on her right hand as she chanted something.

Boo, and the flame of my palm rises so that it is pulled out of the ring.

It's the salamander who gave Mariela the ring.

The flame takes the form of a small lizard, alternating between the master who called himself and the mariella pointed out by the master.

A master puts his hand close to the tip of Salamander's nose. It was a blue and white flame that floated at my fingertips, and the salamander ate the little one earlier in the match. After letting his whole body wiggle for a moment and sparkle a blue and white flame, Salamander, who had all the flames removed, fell asleep with her body round Mariella's hand, turning into a small red lizard.

"Keep your amulet for a while"

"Sir."

Naturally the four hosts......, no. Two soldiers refrain in the chair from responding to the instruction of the master who leaves the room accompanied by soldiers.

It is usual for a master to summon this little spirit to go somewhere after Mariela falls, something that this salamander is used to seeing as well. I was really surprised when I first saw it, but when I get used to it, it looks like an adorable red lizard.

The body of the Spirit of Fire is the flame itself, and I thought I couldn't sleep over a person's hands like this, but this flame-colored lizard, although slightly transparent, is no different than just a lizard if I didn't look closely.

(The other soldiers are busy packing and carrying the potion they can, or disposing of the medicinal herb squeeze. Until the Flaming Sage returns, our two soldiers will defend the Alchemist (Mariella) with this little lizard.)

Two soldiers who correct their spines and sharpen their nerves to fulfill their responsibilities.

They don't know.

Though tentative, the strength of a salamander given enough magic to receive meat.

That this little fire lizard is a firing device that blows up every base except Mariella.

Huh, and I look at the salamander with his mouth open to yawn, and the dust and the animal lover soldier smile. Let's make sure this little lizard stays asleep. With that in mind.

Salamander, who was truly asked to 'amulet', closed his eyes looking for a good seating position on Mariella's back of her hand and riding her jaw, feeling comfortable.

The master, who left behind a large and dangerous' amulet ', was on his way to the next venue with four soldiers, a secondary venue. It doesn't seem like a service course that you can take home from daylight.

A drunk in a good mood. No one overlooks his master as he advances through the base of the Labyrinth Crusade Army. Of course, Weishardt has given us a directive on 'The Wise Men of the Flames', so there's nothing wrong with a master walking around the base on his own. But no one looks to the unfamiliar outsiders because they can only be aware of their existence.

The four soldiers, who were surprised at the way things were at first, are now completely used to it. In the first place, when only Weishardt's side and intelligence agents were selected and called from among the soldiers who had been followed by the Alchemist (Mariella), there was nothing more than hanging his head over the bottomlessness of the flaming sage. He didn't mean anything to me in front of the flaming sage when he snuck in.

And the second meeting venue we arrived at.

It was a warehouse, a short walk into the general gates that delivered food and supplies to the Labyrinth Crusaders. The carriages lined up outside the warehouse are heavily loaded with tiny bottles of glass. There are several soldiers at the entrance to the warehouse, and when they pull out a few bottles from the carriage, they measure the size and weight, put some magic on it, and then hand over the paperwork and instruct the carriage owner to load it into the warehouse.

Potion bottle.

Sand transported from the reconstructed sand quarry is divided by a grading facility and is suitable for potion bottles. Afterwards, it is transported to the "Temple of the Spirit" and left for approximately one night, thus including "Shizuku of Life". So far, this is the area of public business in the Labyrinth City. Although the business has generated certain rights in sand mining, transportation and sand fractionation for the sale of sand to glass workshops and in noblemen and merchants ordered and ordered in multiple operations, the sand quality and prices are maintained in accordance with the arrangements made at the time of ordering.

Sand for potion bottles filled with "Shizukuishi of Life" is bought and molded into potion bottles by each glass workshop in the Labyrinth City and delivered to this warehouse.

The ingredients for potion bottles are precious sand over time. At a time when potion bottles are needed, they may not be processed into ordinary windowsills, liquor bottles, etc., and are priced more expensive than ordinary sand so that any privatization of the operation itself can take place. Of course, potion bottles have the capacity, weight, and other quality standards so that the glass can't be ketched more than necessary, and the price of raw materials is set with wages and profits.

Soldiers who perform inspections at the entrance to the warehouse perform extraction inspections to see if potion bottles meet the standards. It seems that the magic props used are also used in Teito to measure the content of Shizuku of Life and magic stones contained in glass when purchasing used glass bottles.

Anyway, if the sand is expensive, the Demon Stone is also used. It is a bottle with a high cost of raw materials. Because of the high buying price, some people also show up to think about boring things in an attempt to make more money.

"Mitchell, kun."

but the master holds Mitchell's shoulder. I'm drunk. My face is close.

Mitchell, who used to be a doggie in the beginning, said "It's dangerous" recently. Isn't the master funny, pointing his mouth slightly, Mitchell whispered something with a mouth in your ear.

The presence of the Master is not strongly conscious around him by strange art, but it does not make him invisible. Naturally, Master and Mitchell are watching you, but no one wonders why men and women are shouldering each other at the Labyrinth Crusade Army Base during the middle of the day. And in the next moment when I distract myself, I'm pushed into the corner of my memory as meaningless information to forget the face of my father in 800 houses.

With his golden eyes, the master looked at the carriage awaiting examination and then went to the tertiary meeting. There are three soldiers who follow their master. Mitchell, you're the only one who broke up at the second meeting. Have you been flabbergasted by your master?

Mitchell, you shrugged up your creepy hair and walked over to the soldier you were examining when you looked as tough as someone else did when you were by your master.

"The next carriage and behind those two, full inspection. Keep the entrance closed so you can't escape. Especially the carriage in the back. Inspect the workshop. There would have been a sand theft a few days ago. It might have something to do with it."

"Sir."

Soldiers who follow Mitchell's instructions immediately.

Potion bottles are expensive in terms of ingredients and buying prices. If the inspection were to be carried out by extraction, a normal glass bottle would be planted in the center of the carrier to increase the number of bottles, or if the quality was worse, the raw materials would be stolen. We steal every carriage of sand from the "Temple of the Spirit" earlier in the morning and hide it in the Devil's Forest. Later, we camouflage it with crops and collections and bring it into the Labyrinth City.

The sand that has not been melted and glazed just with "Shizukuishi of Life" is no different than just sand after a few days when "Shizukuishi of Life" completely falls out. Residents of labyrinth cities don't even know that because they haven't touched the potion in a long time. It's just a potion bottle diluted with sand. You can tell right away by examining it.

(This is all I often come up with)

Soldiers suddenly trying to contain the carriage behind them. As the wise man of the flame whispered.

(This might not be over by the end of the day)

To Mitchell's dissatisfied expression, the soldiers who move even more crisp that this is important.

Are you unhappy that you can't take me to the third meeting, or do you dislike the fact that your work is going to be prolonged? Or are you angry at those who imitate the importance of commercializing potions?

The soldiers of the inspection were immediately increased and all the investigations were completed within that day, but when you were released from work, Mitchell, the master took home only Mariella and returned to the 'Wood Leak Day'.